#GAHAHAHA THIS MADE ME LAUGH

[ticklygiggles]

Lovelynim's tickletober Day 16: Doctor

Zayne x reader

A/N: my beloved two days in a row?! Hell yeah ��� big thanks to @soft-tk-fluff for requesting my husband for this day! I hope you enjoy this and yes he deserves happiness 😭

"This position... is really necessary?" 

"Shush, you don't let me hear." 

"... I can show you the code of conduct of Akso Hospital. I really don't think this position is very professional. I demand to see your medical license."

"Dear patient, if you don't cooperate with me then I won't be able to check you properly," you said acting like you weren't between Zayne's legs, almost lying on top of him trying to listen to his heartbeat with his stethoscope as he laid down on the stretcher.

He shifted slightly under your weight, his hips as still as he could. His cheeks were slightly flushed and his heart was pounding against his chest.

"How is it possible that I ended up as the patient when it was clearly you who was coming to a check-up appointment with me?"

You hummed, nodding a little. "Your heart is acting a little weird right now."

"I don't have any idea why." That made you laugh, but you quickly hid your smile behind your hand, clearing your throat.

"I need to make sure that external stimuli do not affect your heart too intensely, dear patient."

"... That doesn't make any sense, of course external stimuli will- ah!" Zayne jerked heavily to the side when your fingers clawed at his lower ribs. "W-What on earth- gahahaha! S-Stop!"

"Oohh~ mhmm mhmm, That's just what I feared, dear patient. Your heart... seems to be very susceptible to stimuli." Zayne rolled his eyes fondly before breaking into another laugh when your hand moved down to squeeze his hip, his leg kicking out. ""The only way to cure this terrible disease is to continue exposing the heart to these external stimuli until it becomes accustomed to them."

Zayne widened his eyes and he squirmed, his hands immediately moving to catch yours, but he reacted a little too late and in the blink of an eye, your hands were under his arms, your fingers wiggling and digging against the middle of his armpits.

Zayne arched his back and held in his laughter for a full two seconds before throwing his head back in gorgeous laughter.

"Ah, yes, dear patient,” you said with a wide smile and a soft chuckle. “Please hang in there, this may take a long time.”

You really hoped Zayne's office to be soundproof!

[radio-navlee]

Playful

This is basically my exsucse to not work on my 3 drafts i have sitting and waiting for me to tend to...(Also to cope with my mans death in s7😭)

Summary: Izuku and Katsuki have a free day and decide to chill at the dorms, Izuku starts feeling playful after over veiwing Kastuki's phone.

Lee: Katsuki

Ler: Izuku

It was a pretty easy day so far. The morning, well afternoon, started off calm with the smell of sweet pancakes wafting into the students dorms. Turns out All Might somebody woke up to make the kids breakfast, thanking them for their extra hard work over the week.

After breakfast the students hung around the lounge part of their dorms, soon trailing off and separating to themselves and their rooms.

Bakugou now laid at the edge of Izukus bed, the fan blasting over him as the green haired boy used some pillows to prop himself into the sitting up position at the opposite side of the bed from the explosive boy who sat a few inches away from his feet. Both scrolled on their phones, with the background noise of some old TV setting the school set out for studying.

The lights had dimmed due to the usual room light being turned off and the few lamps Izuku had on, which lit the room perfectly, his curtains blocking out the daylight exactly right. Daze layered over both of the boys comfort, making the atmopshere sympathic and protective.

As the minutes passed, both caught up in their own worlds, Izuku noticed a small movement of the mattress, a shaking of some kind. The almost unnoticable movement came from none other than Katsuki, snickering to himself as he watching some video on his device.

As Izuku adjusted his position to get a better over look of the boys phone, he deceted what looked to be a couple on Bakugous cell. The couple seemed to be cuddling with a caption that was too far for the observant freckled boy to read, there was a jerk of movement from the couple as the girl soon started to laugh and squirm from the boys hand placement under her arms. "How is that funny?" Izuku thought to himself, he didn’t understand the blonde boys humor sometimes, it often confused him.

"Stupid.." He heard the boy mumble under his breath before scrolling onto the next video. "Stupid?" He stumbled apon this for a while before using his foot to snake under Katsukis ribs, as he was laying on his side, and wiggle.

"What!" The boy jumped before shouting, the wiggling coming to a stop, annoyed asking what Deku needed. No response came, and the wiggling started back up.

"StohOP!" He twisted as the sensation nearingly blew the lid off of him. Izuku grinned, "This is funny" He stopped and pulled his foot back.

"Grr.. I’m serious, what do you-" Bakugo growled for a second, turning over to face Izuku, before he could get his last words out he was pounced on by the playful boy. They wrestled for a few minutes before another wiggle to the ribs and the blonde stopped, weakening his struggle and had himself pinned.

"Dont. You. Even. Dare!" He threated before barking out a laugh as the green haired boy stayed silent and quickly shot his fingers straight for his sides.

"I swEAR-" Izuku paid him no attetnion, where he got this intense feeling for tickling was unknown to him, he investigated Katsukis body, listening to every pitch and watching his ever jump, twitch, and squirm.

"You swear what? You know your not aloud to use foul langue in my room!" Which was true, Izuku had made a rule, if you were to swear in his room then you would have to put a tip in the swear jar. Sure it was corny and annoying to anybody hot headed who would step a foot into his room, but it was way to keep peace in the only place he could control.

“YOhoOhoU- GAHahaHA!!” The laughing boy tried to get some words out, anything to try and help him, but anything of the sort would cost a tip to go in the jar.

“Me? Me what?— Ha! Bad spot?” As Izuku messed around his torso, he inspected a particular spot between Katsukis ribs and armpits which made him go nuts.

“NONONONO!!” He screamed before falling into loud laughter and cackles. Deku starred in awe, admiring how bad this spot was to him, and how easy he could access it.

“PL-PLEAHEASE!! ITS SOHO BAHA-AAAAHH!!” He tried to get a hold or grasp of Izukus attention before the tickler sped up his fingers. Causing Katsuki to buck and squirm like a wild bull.

“You’re still ticklish here? I thought it would have gone away by the time we were still kids, Kachan!” Izuku teased, slightly laughing to himself as he noticed how flustered it made his childhood friend. Izuku slowed his fingers, moving down to his stomach.

“I-ihit doesn’t just g-goho away!” Bakugo barked out, he answered like it was obvious and he knew how bad his ticklishness was.

“Well if that spot didn’t go awayyy…” Izuku removed his fingers from Katsukis body, hovering them above it.

“NoNoNoNo! NO! Y-YOU BETTER NOT! DE-IZUKU I AM SERIOUS!” He pleaded, trying to get out of his still pinned situation, but to no avail as Izuku inched closer and closer.

“..then this one wouldn’t either!” Izuku quickly flipped Kachan over, still keeping him pinned with his hands by his side, and slowly traced around the back of his ribs.

“You know,—” Izuku trailed off trying to annoying Bakugo even more.

“NoHOhO! S-sHUT Uhahaup!!” He shook his head, squirming under the soft touch.

“I’ve realized…”

“StoHOhop TaHaAhalking!!”

“That your most ticklish,”

“ShuHAhaUT! uHauhaup!”

“Around your ribs? What’s up with that?”

“Tch- I dOHont knoHOW!!” He yelped as Izuku dug into the back of his ribs,

“You go crazy, it’s fascinating.”

“IZUHUHUKU!! ILL KIHIHILL YOHOU!” He screamed wiggling to try and turn around and cover up the ticklishness.

“actually if the nervous system that connects to the ribs also connects-” As Izuku mumbled, Katsuki was losing his mind. Not only was he losing Izukus attention but the fingers were becoming for persische and faster.

“OH MHAHAY GOHOD!! SHUAHA-AA! NONONONO!!” As Bakugo tried to get Deku to snap back into reality, Dekus hands wondered right where the top back of the ribs meets the armpit. This sent his spiraling, as he bucked and kicked and did whatever he could to get it to stop.

“STOHAHAOP!! STAHAHAP RIHIGHT NOW!! EHEHARTH T-TO IZUHUKU!!” He kicked his leg up and hit the boy in the back, snapping him out of it and the tickling to come to a stop.

“Wha-wha? O-Oh! Sorry Kachan, I didn’t mean to-” Izuku quickly got off of his and flipped him onto his back, Katsuki instantly curled into his self, hugging his ribs.

“My……My gohod!….You… you nearly—Nearly killed me!” He angrily growled, panting to catching his breath

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t know!” Izuku, being Izuku, tried to over compensate how angry Bakugo actually was (which was not a lot) and try and fix it. He hated having the feeling that he made somebody feel bad.

“T-That! Was the—….. WORST!” Katsuki slowly sat up looking straight into the green boys nervous eyes.

“I- I didn’t know! I’m-im so sorry—”

“No no! You deserve a little revenge”

“I-I.. what?” Deku slowly scooted back on the bed worried for what Kachan would signify as ‘revenge’

“Don’t try and get away! GET OVER HERE!” Bakugo lunged towards Deku.

They wrestled with Deku losing this time. Before he could say anything a scream was heard from inside the room, that scream being Izukus. Laughter flooded the air quickly as Katsuki got his revenge.

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A little short I know but I really wanted to write some Lee Bakugo!! ;•^^

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

Ready to Spar or Get Tickled?

Tickletober 2024 - Day 1: “Ready?”

Summary: Sparring turns into tickling :)

A/N: First fic of TickleTober! So exciting :) Using @lovelynim's prompt list on Tumblr! I’m not going to be on top of the days since I haven’t written them beforehand :( But they will come out as soon as I finish writing them, so bear with me! (This is most likely the only one that will be on the correct day 🙃) I’m thinking of connecting all of the days into a series. You’ll see what I mean once you read this one. Hope you all enjoy this one and the future ones too when they get posted!

Word Count: 923 Also on AO3!

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“Ready?~”

“Ready as I’ll ever be. Bring it on~”

Lyney and Aether were outside the latter’s house in the yard inside his teapot sparring. They each took their stances and waited for the other to make their move. Aether charged first, deflecting the arrows Lyney began shooting simultaneously. At the last second, Lyney sidestepped Aether, barely dodging the sword that stabbed through the air where he was.

“Scared, Lyney?”

“Psh, hardly.”

He swept Aether’s legs from under him, but Aether managed to roll onto his back and back to his feet instantly and held his sword up to Lyney’s neck, leaning forward, amused.

“Up to your tricks again I see.”

“Not tricks, strategy~”

Lyney vanished instantly and Aether stumbled, losing his footing as he fell upon the grass, his sword clattering beside him. The magician appeared right beside him and kicked his sword away and pinned him down cheekily sticking out his tongue.

“Who’s scared now, hmm~”

Aether scoffed, struggling and trying to throw him off.

“Fine, you won. Now get off me,” he growled.

“How cold. Maybe we can fix that.”

Lyney smirked, trailing his fingers down Aether’s sides making him jolt in surprise.

“Y-You wouldn’t.”

Aether’s voice quivered in anticipation, biting his lip and trying in vain to buck Lyney off.

“I would, love~”

He squeezed his sides and Aether let out an undignified squeal that he would deny till the day he died.

“GAHAHahaha!”

“Good spot, huh~” he teased.

“Youhuhu alreheady knohohow!”

Lyney just hummed in response, digging under him to get to his belly making him let out a guffaw of laughter as he tried to roll away.

“LYNEHEHEY!”

“Ahehehether!”

Lyney imitated him, taking his sweet time in making him laugh and crawling his fingers over the sensitive skin that made Aether shake like a leaf in the wind.

“GEHehet ohohoff ohof mehehEHEHEHE!”

He squealed when Lyney switched to kneading his sides.

“Nah. I won and I can do whatever I want with you~”

“WEHEHEHE DIHIHIDN’T AGREEHEHE TO THOHOHOSE TEHEHERMS! GAHAHAHA!”

“Hmm, either way, you played right into my hands,” Lyney flipped him over, meeting his lover’s flushed face. He stuck his tongue at him, his mischievous expression dancing on his face.

“There’s that pretty face of yours~”

Aether looked away, too tired to push him back as his cheeks turned more red.

“Shut up.”

He covered his face with his hands and started giggling into them when Lyney started walking his fingers up and down his sides.

“Dohohon't dohoho thahahat!” He whined.

“You want me to do this instead?”

Lyney bent down and blew a raspberry into his navel without warning.

“BWAHAHAHA! THAHAHAT’S WOHOHORSE! YOU AREHEHE SOHOHO- (pfft!) NAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOT AGAIN! LYN- (pfft!) AHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE!”

Aether kicked his legs out and brought his hands down, desperately pulling at Lyney’s hair, knocking his hat off.

“TOHOHOO MUHUHUHUCH! LYNEHEHEY! PLEHEHEASE!”

"You admit defeat my beloved Aether?”

“NEHEHEVER! KIHIHISS MY AHAHASS!”

“I would take those words back if I were you~” Lyney singsonged.

“NOHOHOHO!”

He rolled his eyes, smirking.

“Typical you. Not backing down. Maybe adding this will do the trick~”

Lyney started squeezing his sides alongside the raspberries and Aether completely dissolved into laughter, throwing his head back and his hands flailing every which way as the ticklish sensations overwhelmed his senses. Tears of mirth spilled from his eyes, trying to whack at Lyney but just ended up pounding the grass.

“LYNEHEY! LYNEHEHEY! YOUHUHU MEHEHEANIE!” He cried out repeatedly, trying to curl into a ball before instinctively uncurling himself as fingers skittered on his back.

“Oh? I’m the meanie? We are going to ignore the fact that you said, ‘Kiss my ass’?”

Aether was too busy laughing and in hysterics to answer him. Just nodding his head in laughter.

“You are liking this too much, Ae~”

“What’s all that noise?”

The Anemo boys, Sethos, Durin, Gaming, Man Chai, Kinich, Ajaw, and Paimon came out of the house to see what was going on and were met with the sight of Aether laughing his head off and Lyney grinning at them before returning his attention back to Aether.

“Well, guess Ae lost against Lyney,” Xiao shook his head, fondly smiling.

“Aether! Come on, get him back!” Paimon cheered for him.

“Your golden-haired buddy is pathetic,” Ajaw muttered.

“What!? Ajaw you take that back!”

As Paimon and Ajaw argued, Sethos and Gaming were cheering for Lyney to wreck Aether.

“Yeah! Go Lyney! Get him!”

“You guys smell smoke?” Heizou asked, eyebrows furrowing.

“Shit! The pumpkin pie!”

The usually composed Kazuha cursed and scrambled back into the house followed by Sethos and Kinich.

“Guess that’s my cue to do pumpkin carving, ehe. Come, Xiao.”

“Venti, wait!”

As Xiao was dragged towards Aether’s garden by Venti, Heizou looked at Gaming.

“Wanna help me do the Halloween decorations?”

Gaming grinned, “Sure! Man Chai can help too.”

They walked back into the house discussing where to put the decorations leaving Durin and Wanderer outside, beside Paimon and Ajaw who were still arguing.

“Wanderer, is it always this chaotic around here?”

“All the time,” he says, rolling his eyes. “I’m just going to nap in the living room. Tell Sethos I’m there if he needs me.”

“Okay! I’ll tell him you also want cuddles~”

“Durin, you- Agh, whatever.”

Scara waves him off with an annoyed expression and strolls back in with Durin following suit.

“GUHUHUYS HEHEHELP MEHEHEHE!”

“Guess no one is coming to your aid, Ae~ But worry not, I’m here to entertain you more!”

“NOHOHOT THIHIHIS KIHIHIND OF EHEHENTERTAINMEHENT!”

“Uh-huh. Ready for more?~”

“NOHOHOHO! LYNEHE- AHAHAHAHA!”

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Thank you for reading! :) -Perz ~Risus Amoris~

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

ᴛᴡ: rough tickles, mentions of the dark and dark creatures

ᴀ/ɴ: its up to you guys to guess who the ler was! leave your guess in the replies hehehee

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry @channieissocute125 @soap143 @seungsluvv @skznccmlee @moony-9 @sunny-117 @minnielvrr

After setting off from the fairies’ haven, Jeongin was happily slipping down the flowered road, making sure not to step on anymore mushrooms on the way. 

He had to admit, the tickling had made him feel a bit better.

However, Jeongin was certainly in for a long ride. He skipped on and stopped at the edge of a dark section of the forest. 

He couldn’t see anything beyond it. It made him curious, but frightened at the same time.  What’s the worst that could happen? 

Walking into it, Jeongin lit a spare candle and kept walking. The air seemed to get thicker and thicker, almost suffocating, and he blinked in confusion. Then he was stuck. 

“Wait…”

The light from his candle flickered and finally went out, plunging him into near-complete darkness. The wind howled, and the trees creaked, their branches like gnarled fingers reaching toward him.

He felt two hands grip at his own, and with a yelp, his arms were in the air and he was a couple feet off of the ground. 

“What the f—” 

Cool, soft hands snaked around his sides. 

Jeongin screamed as loud as he could, zapping sensations coursing through his as the fingers began their relentless tickling, squeezing up and down and slithering all the way to his armpits. 

“OHOHO MY GAHAHAHA—W-Whahat IHIHIS THISAAAHAHAHA!!” Jeonginnie squealed, his head whipping around to hopefully catch an glimpse of the perpetrator. He couldn’t see anything but darkness. 

More and more cold…fingers snuck around his body, tickling every inch of him with teasing, scribbling pokes, while Innie’s laughter escalated in a frantic, laughing frenzy. 

“STAHAHAHAP!! I CAHAHAHANT STAHAHAND IHIHIT!!” He yelped. But the shadows didn’t stop. They never stopped.  

Tears of frustration and exhaustion welled up in his eyes, but he couldn’t stop the laughter. 

The tickling was everywhere—his sides, his feet, his thighs—all at once, a whirlwind of sensation that pushed him to his limit. 

His voice, once loud and desperate, had now turned to cute, high-pitched squeaks and helpless giggles, a mixture of embarrassment and pure, helpless laughter.

“PLEHEHEHEASE LEHEHEAVE ME AHAHALONEEE!!” 

Finally. 

The tickling stopped, and Innie was released. He slipped to the floor, still giggling as he whined, grabbing at his sides and whipping around to see who was doing all of this torture. 

 A boy stood there, grinning as he laughed at the sight. “Oh gosh, you’re so ticklish! I just couldn’t help myself, cutie~”

Jeongin’s eyes widened and he yelped, scrambling to his feet as he backed away from the unfamiliar boy. “Who are you?”

“That’s for you to find out, baby~”

so who do you think the ler is?

[ticklystuff]

Day 10: Special Delivery!

a/n: ler!tighnari, ler!cyno, lee!alhaitham from my own personal tickletober list!

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Alhaitham sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose irately. If he had one mora for every time Kaveh ignored his reminders that he indeed could take care of himself, then Alhaitham could finally afford to build a separate house to kick the blond to. Alas, Alhaitham's words had fallen on deaf ears yet again and he watched as Cyno and Tighnari busied themselves around his own kitchen, storing away the myriad of groceries that currently took up his counter space.

"You know I don't need you guys to do this, right?" Alhaitham stood with arms folded, foot tapping impatiently against the kitchen tile. Archons, how he despised unannounced company.

"Well, Kaveh specifically asked us to when we ran into him," Tighnari mentioned, arranging a variety of fruit in an empty basket. "He said you wouldn't do it while he's gone."

Alhaitham snorted, a claim further from the truth. "Well, that's wrong. It's not like putting away groceries is a special skill. Kaveh just likes to do everything himself and will throw me out of the kitchen if I try to help and I don't like dealing with that, so.."

"Can I have one?" Cyno held up a bag of cookies from one of the grocery bags, giving Alhaitham an expectant glance, to which the scholar just shrugged his shoulders, watching as he tore open the bag.

"Personally, I think it's very nice of him," Tighnari said, walking over to the now empty counter. "Not sure about you, but I'd love if a certain someone would make sure I'm well taken care of while they're away, but that's just me."

Cyno continued to nibble on the cookie in hand, oblivious to the comment made.

"Well, I can take care of myself without his help," Alhaitham shook his head, imagining Kaveh writing out a laundry list of things for Tighnari and Cyno to purchase, "but thanks. How much do I owe you both?"

"Oh, no need! He paid us in advance when we ran into him."

"I see," Alhaitham said, looking between the two, beginning to make small subtle steps out of the kitchen to the front door. "Well, if you're both done here, I suppose I can show you out, then."

"Ah, wait!" Cyno spoke up, having finished the snack in his hand, looking over at Tighnari. "Aren't we forgetting something?"

There was still more??

"Ah, right!" Tighnari's ears stood on end once he seemingly came to the same conclusion that only Alhaitham was left unaware about.

"Well, I'm sure it can wait another day—"

"No, no, it'll only take a minute!"

He observed as the two approached him, a shred of hope that maybe they'd change their minds and walk through the front door right now, but sadly, things didn't seem to want to go his way and his eyes widened at the feeling of four hands, two at each of his sides, digging in, not painfully, but..

"Ngh! W-What is thihis?"

He gritted his teeth, trying to step away from prodding fingers, yet the two were persistent, side stepping alongside Alhaitham. His best attempts at a glare were overthrown by the smile slowly creeping across his lips, causing his eye to twitch in the most unsightly way.

"Kaveh wanted us to make sure you at least smiled a little bit while he's away," Tighnari finally explained, poking away at Alhaitham's ribs.

"I'm not sure it's working, though," Cyno seemed disappointed, doing his best to skitter his hands along Alhaitham's side. "He said this would work."

If anything, the fact this was also Kaveh's idea made Alhaitham want to resist the duo's attempts even more, steeling himself as he fought the urge to smile and laugh. He batted at their hands, backing up and out of the way to dodge the hands that reached for him, but it was all in vain as Cyno hopped around and behind him, cornering Alhaitham between the two, allowing Cyno to reach into his underarms unexpectedly, while Alhaitham fought off Tighnari from the front.

"G-Gahahaha! Okay, okahahay! Stahahahahap!!"

"Mission success, evacuate the premises!" Cyno exclaimed dramatically once laughter started to fill the room, stepping away from Alhaitham to grab Tighnari by the wrist, dragging him to the front door, leaving a giggly Alhaitham to recover on his own. He did manage to catch a glimpse of Tighnari waving at him as they left, but the two were gone so quickly, Alhaitham didn't get the chance to wave back.. or chew them out.

With a sigh, Alhaitham let himself fall to the floor, butt hitting the ground with a 'thud', already exhausted from having to unexpectedly interact with the two. He leaned back with his arms, legs sprawled out on the floor, imagining how the conversation between Kaveh, Tighnari, and Cyno went and the silliness of making Alhaitham smile as part of his "care package". How bothersome..

Well, whenever Kaveh returned home, Alhaitham certainly wouldn't need a care package to make him smile.

[giggly-squiggily]

Om bit nervous in thsi request- never done a request saw they were open- sooo in youth jojo givs we got the ler jotaro kakyoin and polnareff (soo happy for the polnareff one-) but we haven't seen ler avdol- uhh um you can decline if ya want but uhh do what you wish hope you have a good day!!

Heyo anon! You did great- this request is perfect! :D I've gotcha covered! I hope you have an amazing day and rest of your year!

CW: Swearing

Cloud 9 (Taglist Peeps):

@gladdygirl18 @t-wordiiish

Avdol was all too familiar with the antics of the Jostar family. Ever since he met Joseph all those years ago, it was clear to him this particular bloodline was a magnet for all things bizarre.

Both in the enemy and mischievous sense.

“Polnareff! Get the hell off!” Cries of rage mixed with giggles of delight caught his attention almost immediately, earning a smile. Resting on the hotel’s furnished balcony, he watched on as the French man pinned Kakyoin to the nearest chair, sitting on him as the teen fussed. “You’re too big- you’re gonna squish me!”

“How dare you! I’ll have you know my physique is utter perfection!” Polnareff made it a point to wiggle around, further pressing the redhead into the cushions. “You on the other hand are far too light for your own good! I’m doing you a favor, you know? Someone as delicate as you would fly off in one strong breeze!”

Avdol shook his head as the redhead flailed his arms, laughing despite his outrage. The noise however soon drew a groan of irritation from one of his tablemates.

“Those idiots are too damn loud. I swear if they keep this up, I’ll throw them over the fence.” Jotaro tugged his hat over his eyes, half slumped in his seat with fatigue.

“Come now, Jotaro- you’re far too young to talk like that!” Joseph laughed, swaying back some with pink cheeks. Avdol lost count of how many glasses of wine the older man had. “Enjoy the years you got before you're like me- bad joints and the loss of your bladder!”

“He’s drunk.” Jotaro exhaled with a shake of his head, standing up as Joseph laughed loudly and spilled some of his drink. “Or on his way to be. I’ll take him to bed.”

“Shall I assist you?”

“It’s fine. He gets like this every year mom hosts a christmas party. I’ve gotten good at handling him.” Despite his disgruntled tone, there was a clear fondness in Jotaro’s expression as he pulled the tipsy man to his feet. “Come on, old man- tell me about Italy.”

“I’m not dru-Oh, Italy! Gahahaha, what a time that was! That’s when I met your grandma, see? Back then she was a real fox!”

Avdol watched fondly as Jotaro carried off his grandfather, tales of stand users and something about a caesar salad in his happy drunk tune.

Now to deal with the remaining buffoons.

“P-Pohohohoholnahahahrehhehehehehff!” Kakyoin was laughing even harder now; the older man was squeezing the everlife out of his thighs and knees. Dolphin-like cackles and squeals quickly filled the space. “Dohohohon’t tihihihickle mehehehehehe!”

“Excusez-moi? I am doing no such thing! This would be tickling!” He swapped from squeezing to skittering, making Kakyoin shriek. “See the difference, my good man?”

“Ahehahahahhahahah! A-Ahahahvdol, sahhahahve mehehehehehe!” The redhead squealed, reaching out helplessly towards the remaining man. “Pleehahahhahase!”

Well, that was unexpected! Avdol nearly forgot what he was doing when Polnareff piped up.

“Silly Kakyoin- Avdol’s not gonna save you! He’s far too serious for such a game!”

That was it. The metaphorical gloves were coming off. “Oh, am I?”

The Frenchman paled some, his teasing grin growing hesitant at the slow smile spreading over Avdol’s lips. “Now h-hold on there, Avdol, we’re all friends right?”

“Gheheht him!” Kakyoin cried. The one simple phrase set everything in motion. Polnareff didn’t get a chance to react before Avdol collided into their pile, making him shout.

“Avdol, wait! S’il vous plai-AAAAEHHEHEHET!” In a burst of laughter, the silver haired man fell backwards, nearly knocking the chair they all shared over at the older man’s ticklish touch. “Dohohohohon’t- I’m goohohohonna flahahhahatten Kahhahahakohohohohin!”

“I’m fine!” The redhead called out reassuringly, using his newfound assistance to worm his fingers into Polanreff’s ribs. “Keep at it, Avdol! Nevermind squishing me!”

“I have no intention of letting you become saboob.” Avdol reassured, his fingers flying rapidly across Polanreff’s torso, focusing on his collarbones and chest. “Hang in there- I’ve almost got him.”

“Whohohoho are yohohohu cahahhalling a bohohohohohohoob? Aheahhahaha, Ahahahavdol, meehehhrcy! Leheheeht me uhuhuhup! We cahhahahn gehhehet Kahahahk tohohohogehehehether!” The Frenchman offered between squeaky giggles, trying to block out their hands without elbowing anyone in the face. Several pokes to his chest made him curl up in a tight ball, giggling like crazy. “Thihihihk abhoohohut it- wehhehehe cohohoohuld be uuhuhunstohoohohbbabehehehele!”

“The idea is rather charming, I can’t deny. However- I don’t feel like being a pair today.” Avdol laughed as he reached out further, giving Kakyoin’s side a brush as he dug into Polnareff’s belly. “I’m going solo. Forgive me, Kakyoin.”

“AH!” The redhead could only shriek in response, his laughter growing anew as he and Polnareff struggled against the older man’s technique. “Nohohoho fahhahahir, nohohohoho fhahahhair cohohome on!”

“Spahahhahare up, Ahhahahahvdol! Jheheheht’en su-PEHEHEHEHHEHELINE!” The squeals of French began. Advol nearly let out a evil laugh at the sweet sounds. He had them in the palm of his hands.

“Oi, what happened to calming their asses down?” Alas, the true savior of the night had returned.

“AHAHAU SEEHHECOHOHOURS!” Polnareff cried, red as Kakyoin’s hair.

“JOHOHOOJO SAHHAHVE MEHEHEHE!” Kakyoin pleaded, noice nearly lost the more he sank down his seat.

“Forgive me, Jotaro. I seemed to have forgotten myself.” Avdol gave the pair one last tickle before pulling his hands back, turning a sheepish expression to the younger man. Polnareff fell straight to the floor, giving Kakyoin the much needed room to curl up. “Though I believe things are finally going to settle down now.”

“Heeeeeh…hehehehe..I’ll gehehhehet yoohohou bahahack…ugh.” Polnareff raised a finger to point, but his direction was completely off, pointing at the nearest plant instead before letting his arm drop. Kakyoin had no response outside a soft snore, falling asleep near immediately.

“And these are the great heroes we brought to defeat Dio.” Jotaro rolled his eyes with a soft laugh, crossing over to Kakyoin and hoisting him up to his shoulder. “I’ll go put down cherrybomb. Can you handle Polnareff?”

“Sounds good. Thank you, Jotaro.” He did so, pausing only momentarily when a detail came back to him. “Did Kakyoin call you “Jojo” earlier?”

Said man tensed, a rare blush spreading over his cheeks. Beside him, Polnareff let out a small tired chuckle. “Somebody’s in love~”

“Drop him off the balcony before you get him to bed.” Jotaro growled, turning on his heels and hurrying away with Kakyoin. Avdol chuckled good naturedly at the sight, feeling Polnareff doing the same.

Ah, to be young again.

Thanks for reading!

[xsezzie]

Kaveh no? Kaveh yes!

Apparently having a bad mental episode results in writing a fic for personal comfort? Anyway, Kaveh’s story has got me all messed up so I am letting him bully Alhaitham~

Warnings: It’s a tickle fic???

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“...”

“...”

Alhaitham and Kaveh sat next to each other on the couch, both staring. Today they both wanted to use this couch, and after an argument they simultaneously sat down in a huff, trying to move the other… or seeing who breaks first.

“Move, Kaveh.”

“No, YOU move!”

Kaveh was trying the elbow tactic, painfully jamming his elbow into Alhaitham’s ribs, earning a wince from the scribe. His efforts were mostly in vain as Alhaitham is built like a rock. Even when he started to use his entire body to try and shove his roommate, Alhaitham managed to stay in his spot.

“Stop… being… a child!” Kaveh grunted in between shoves.

“Oh, I am the child now? You’re the one who is trying to get physical with me…”

The Scribe pulled out a book from his pouch and began reading it, as if his roommate was not trying to push him. This only angered Kaveh more, “Seriously!? Just… UGH! Alhaitham come on!”

Alhaitham was secretly biting the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from smiling, he turned on his earpieces and sat as peacefully as he could while the blond’s hands made contact with his shoulder and back, it was even starting to feel a little relaxing. That was until he felt Kaveh’s nails crawling at his side.

“Ah!!” The younger man jumped and made a squeaking sound, turning to look at the perpetrator with a faint blush across his face.

“Haha! What was that noise!? Do that again!” Kaveh reached to skitter his fingers along Alhaitham’s side again but the scribe gripped his wrist.

“Don’t… Kaveh…” He warned, trying to glare at him through his pink face.

“Don’t.. What~?” The architect smirked.

“Tickle me… it’s immature…”

“Tickle you? Sure!” Kaveh beamed as his other hand moved in and scribbled Alhaitham’s toned stomach. 

“NO! K-Kaveh- that’s not what I m-meheheheant!!!” 

“Oh? The great scribe can’t even avoid that simple trick huh? Time to punish you for all the annoying things you do!” 

Kaveh went to town on his younger friends' sides and ribs, causing Alhaitham to squirm and let out strained laughter, he was trying his best to hold it in. The book was eventually thrown to the floor so that Alhaitham could fend himself better, though once Kaveh’s more nimble fingers got into his armpits he lost it.

“Ahh!! Hahaha!! K-Kaveh s-stahahahap!!!”

“No way I am stopping! You’re laughing! I never see you laugh! Tickle tickle tickle~!” The blond began teasing which made Alhaitham want to crawl into a hole somewhere. His face turned redder and he couldn’t remove his senior’s hands from his armpits without risk of them being dug in further. Eventually he decided in his ticklish state that perhaps trying to endure this until Kaveh gets bored will be the… more rational option…

“Pfff- gahahaha!!! P-Please… Kaveh quihihit it!!”

“Begging!? Now this is not Alhaitham… who are you!? What have you done with Alhaitham!?”

Kaveh moved his hands and dug his fingers into Alhaitham’s hips, causing him to buck and launch himself off the couch onto the floor.

“Hah! Now that was quite the reaction…” 

“D-Don’t… Don’t even think about i-ihihihihitt!!!!” 

The giggles started again as Kaveh jumped on top of him and began tickling again. He was sitting far enough up Alhaitham’s torso so that his hips were exposed and Kaveh only had to reach behind him to squeeze them. All the scribe could do was throw his head back in embarrassed laughter and squirm.

“Kaveehehehehh!!! Get of mehehehehee!!! I swear… you are… hahahah!!!”

Kaveh relished this new side of Alhaitham he was seeing. His flustered face and deep hoarse laughter was a sight and sound to behold. It almost seemed like he wasn’t making much of an effort to stop him…

“Alhaitham… are you… enjoying this?” Kaveh smirked down at his roommate, “You could easily throw me off, why aren’t you?”

Alhaitham paused for a moment, calming down before his face went back to its usual stoic look, albeit just a bit pink.

“I wouldn’t want to bruise your old and fragile body.”

“What!? Excuse me!? You’re dead to me now!”

Alhaitham tried to grab Kaveh’s hands but he wasn’t fast enough, the blond slid his fingers into his armpits, prodding and scratching softly. This was enough to send the scribe into hysterics.

“HAHA! KAVEH NOHOHOHOO!!!”

“Haha! Kaveh yes! This is what you get, you annoying brat!”

Alhaitham kicked and squirmed under Kaveh, he resigned himself to his current fate and allowed himself to laugh freely, this delighted the architect who continued to try various spots on his body.

“Ahh, this power… not so strong now are you!? Hahaha!” Kaveh switched to scribbling his stomach again, feeling the muscles twitch beneath his fingers, “There is something amusing about seeing you like this Alhaitham… I can’t quite put my fingers on it~” He begins to spider along his lower belly as he says this, causing the younger man to squeak.

“Gyah!! N-Nohohohoo!!” Alhaitham decides he has had enough and squirms enough to knock Kaveh off him at this point, crawling backwards away from his attacker, he started rubbing his lower belly trying to get rid of the ticklish sensations.

“Is this… what victory feels like? I shall bask in it!” Kaveh teased.

The Scribe couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle, there was something nice about seeing his former friend enjoying himself. He realised what he was thinking and quickly snapped out of it, the usual stoic scowl on his face wasn’t as strong when he’s all flustered however. 

“Enjoy the feeling while it lasts, which will be about ten seconds…”

Kaveh paused in his teasing and stood with wide eyes, “Huh? What do you mean ten seconds? Wh- no no no wahahahait!!!”

[i-will-always-be-happy]

Warning: This fanfic contains tickles. Also remind them that I don't speak English, so if they find any errors, let me know to correct it. I hope you like it!

Summary: Giyuu's plan worked, but it seems he didn't think about the consequences.

Lees: Sanemi Shinazugawa and Giyuu Tomioka

Lers: Sanemi Shinazugawa, Giyuu Tomioka and Genya Shinazugawa

Sanemi: What are you- Gh!!

Genya: *huff* a-arigato *huff* Tomioka-san....

Tomioka: No problem, it's partly my fault for leaving you alone

Sanemi: Ok-! Ge-gehet off!

Tomioka: I said it was meddling... And that's what I'm doing, so maybe I'll do this for a while longer.

Sanemi: I-I sahahaid... GAH-?!

Try to hold your laugh all you want Sanemi, at some point you will break... And I think it's now

Sanemi: WAIT! GYAH! NOHOHOHO!! GEHEHET OFF!! YOU FUHUHUHUHCKING DOHOHORK!!

Tomioka: Genya was right, you can't help but laugh when I attack your hips. especially in the bones

Sanemi: I'M GONNA KIHIHILL YOU!!!

Tomioka: Sure, I'll be waiting.

Sanemi: IT'S ENOHOHOHUGH!!! SPAHAHARE MEHEHEHE!! I'M SOHOHORRY!!!

Tomioka: I know you do it to stop me, I will, when I consider that you have truly learned your lesson

Genya: Tomioka-san, stay away from my aniki!

Tomioka: Huh-?! Gahahaha! Gen-Genya... Wahahait!

It seems that our beloved Water Hashira has been 'betrayed' by little Genya

Tomioka: Wahahait to mihihinutee! Why?!

Sanemi: HA! TAKE THAT TOMIOKA!! IT'S TIME YOU SUFFER THE WRATH OF THE SHINAZUGAWA BROTHERS!!

Tomioka: Wait! Wait! Please... NOHOHOHO!!!

Now 20 fingers were sliding all over his ribcage, digging into his ribs and between them. I didn't know which was worse, if Genya's soft tickles or Sanemi's strong touches, oh of course and the teasing of both brothers

Sanemi: Hey hey Tomioka, what's wrong? Have we made a joke? go tell us

Tomioka: WAHAHAHA!! NO!! ST-STOP!! IT'S NOHOT FAIR!!!

Genya: I think it's ticklish, don't you Aniki?

Sanemi: I believe it and I verify it hehehe, come on Tomioka, admit that you like this and we'll leave you

Tomioka: WAHAHAIT!! NEVER!! IT'S NOT TRUE!!

Sanemi: Oh~ looks like I know you need~ we'll see if you can handle this G I Y U U...

Tomioka: NONONO!! DOHOHOHON'T DAHAHAHAHAHARE!!

What is Sanemi planning? And better question... How do you know that Tomioka won't put up with that? Have you done it before? Isn't that suspicious?

Sanemi: Cochie Cochie coo~

Genya: what?

Sanemi, teasing Tomioka with a childish tone? He hasn't even done it with his own brother, but with him? Hmm... Suspicious~

Tomioka: SAHAHAHANEMI!!! MEHEHEHERCY!! OHOH GOHOHODNEHEHEHESS!!! I BEHEHEHEG YOU!! GENYA!! STAHAHAHAHAHAP HIHIM!!!

Genya: Aniki... That's enough.

Sanemi: Not until I accept it! Come on Giyuu~ admit it~ admit you're a ticklish baby~ admit you like this~ admit that and we'll leave you~

Tomioka: YOHOHOHOU- OKAHAHAY OKAY!! I LIHIHIHIKE THIHIHIS!! I SAHAHAID IT!!

Sanemi: Hmm... I don't know~

Tomioka: SANEMI!!

Genya: ANIKI, THAT'S ENOUGH

Sanemi: Fine fine, don't yell at me!

Well, he admitted it, it was what he wanted. Now we can find a laughing Tomioka, with a blush that reaches his ears, with teary eyes and his hair completely messy, rolled into a ball while panting

Genya: Aniki, are you okay? you are red

Sanemi: Huh?! AND WHAT DOES THAT AFFECT YOU?!

Genya: (Aniki... is he in love with the Water Hashira?)

[tastybluesprite]

for the prompts- 36 with wukong and macaque? If youd like

Teasing

They are so freaking adorable and I love them so much ok? Anyway here!!! I hope you like it 😄👍

36. "Oh, you think that's funny? Fine. I'll give you something to laugh about."

Prompt list

Wukong loved making fun of Macaque. It was like a must to tease the ever living daylights out of him. Especially when Macaque face planted on the floor out of his own clumsiness. Much like now.

“OhOHohomyhygohohdddss thahat wahahas ahamazihing.” He was so weak from laughing so hard that he collapsed.

Macaques face was bright red from embarrassment. As much as he was mortified by it, Wukong teasing him made it so much worse.

“Shut up Wukong!” Macaque cried angrily.

“Oho yeheah? Whahat are yohou gohohnna doho trihip ohon mehe?” Wukong was in tears as he collapsed into more laughter.

"Oh, you think that's funny? Fine. I'll give you something to laugh about." A smirk grew on Macaques face.

Wukong threw him a questioning look before Macaque charged at him. Soon he had him tackled to the floor.

“W-wahahait whahat ahare yohou dohoing?” Wukong was now giggly from anticipation, trying to catch the latters hands.

“Redeeming my dignity.” He said simply as he then began furiously digging into his sides.

“H-heheheyyyy dohohont!!!” He burst into bubbly giggles.

“Don’t what? What is it that you don’t want me to do Wukong?”

“T-tihihckle mehehe!!”

“Tickle you? Got it, you ass.”nMacaque said simply, as he then dug into his ribs.

“NONOHOHO DOHOHONT!!!” Wukong cackled at the new, more intense sensations.

“Apologize and I’ll think about it.” Macaque told him with a grin. He loved when Wukong was completely at his mercy. He found it adorable how he’d writhe around aimlessly, and just laugh his heart out.

He then grabbed Wukongs wrists and forced them above his head.

“Ok. I’m gonna give you 5 seconds to apologize. If not…” he made a wiggling motion with his fingers just above one of the great sages underarms.

Wukong giggled at that with anticipation, practically feeling the ticklish sensations there already.

“…. Five.”

“W-wait!”

“Four.”

“Mahahac d-dohohont!!”

“Two……”

“Yohou skihiped threehehee!!!”

They looked at one another in silence. Macaque grinning evilly at him.

“ONE!”

And Wukong was gone. He couldn’t make another coherent sentence. God he should be lucky he’s immortal or he’d probably die from embarrassment, lack of being able to breath, and possibly insanity.

“GAHAHAHA MACAHAHAHAHA!!!” He kicked his legs off desperately.

Once his laughter grew near silent Macaque finally stopped, settling on tracing shapes lightly on his stomach.

“You ready to apologize now your majesty?” Macaque asked him with a smirk.

“N-nohoho wahahay…” Macaque then raised an eyebrow as he went back to his armpits, merely resting his fingers against the spot.

“AHAHA NOHO OHOKAYOHKAHY IHM SOHOHORRY!!!”

Macaque wasn’t even tickling him! He was just he only freaking out. Macaque didn’t think he could be any more adorable.

“Apology accepted, I guess.” He said with a grin as he poked the others nose, getting up and leaving the giggly mess to curl up in his hysteria.

[smilingangel582]

Since I got this.... hehehe I'll be writing a sequel now.

The villain strikes again! With backup...

King of the court or any sort of nickname doesn't bother him like it used to. Tobio Kageyama finds it rather a nonchalant aspect in his daily volleyball routine.

His passion to make it arouse this sense of happiness brought him to a rather obnoxious orange little guy who would annoy him to dust.

Now he just needs to set to him to they both are satisfied.

"You better concentrate, Kageyama... or the captain has something planned for you," Hinata's words brought a chill down his spine, recollecting the dares they've been doing, but specifically the captain permitting for round two.

Wearily, he began to set as many as he could to all the spikers.

None of them had forgotten Tsukishima's attack on him. Many looked like they were anticipating him to make a mistake to get his punishment.

Oh, that won't happen, never... he can't relive that again... nuh uh

He shivered now, taking a break by drinking some water. Kageyama's vision was clouded from exhaustion, particularly because he overdid his training, unlike the others... part of that was to be blamed on Tsukishima for tickling him to death.

He leaned back, now feeling his sweat beginning to bead.

"Kageyama~, you shouldn't let your guard down!" It was a sneaky voice from Nishinoya who had snuck up behind him fingers itching to get him. He straightened up and glared at the upperclassmen "Oi, Noya-san you can't do anything to me yet... its still practice..."

"Someone's dying for a play fight." Tanaka and Noya duo laughed at that, and this earned a blush, to be completely honest... he didn't mind, but he also dreaded the fact that this was against all of them and himself.

He hopes Daichi has some sort of empathy towards him... to stop them.

How was he wrong? Because he ended up digging his grave.

Constant pressure in mind made him give Hinata a set too high. In the end, the ball plopped down on the court with a silent echoing tone in depth. Reminding something sinister.

He heard cracking of knuckles and it was to his pure horror, Daichi, then the other responsible senpai-tachi (plural of senpais). They all had the looks of 'we'll teach a slow and painful lesson' and that was something terrifying.

In the end, he was at the receiving end, where Tanaka and Noya each grabbed a knee, squeezing them with pure merciless desires. Then Hinata is impatient to get the sweet death spot on his ribs. Ennoshita and Sugawara had the audacity to tease his ears and neck.

They were all on him, except Tsukishima (thankfully for Kageyama), Yameguchi, the managers and Daichi.

"Man messing with you is so fun!" Tanaka laughed getting the sensitive part of his calf muscles. This was bad... really bad, thought Kageyama, not only were they destroying they were teasing him like crazy... he wanted to crawl into a rock right this instant!

His cheeks were blossoming a colour of pink, almost from embarrassment. His giggles reached several octaves now. "Gahahaha nohoho Ihihihihi hahaha hate thihihis!"

Tsukishkma clicked his tongue "Ah... I can't watch, your doing it wrong..."

"Huh -whoa!" Hinata yelped when he was pushed to the side, the tall guy was now giving directions... Kageyama gawked with horror "Thehehehe hehehell yohohohou agahahahain scrahahahahwny bahahastard?"

"I wouldn't use that tone king, I'm really motivated unlike last time"

Last time he wasn't? Kageyama wanted to argue but a new painfully ticklish sensation passed through his nerves, he just felt like a wave of electric current pass down his limbs now curling as he freed his arms.

"I recently discovered the ribs also have a new switch... the bottom ribs give him an extra sensitivity... try it Hinata"

He was gladly gone but only with passing down his knowledge to his successor in overthrowing the king.

"AHAHAHA NOHOHO! AHAHAHAHAHA MEHEHEHERCY PLEHEHEHEASE! IHIHIHI GIVE! BOHOHOKE!

"Wow, you weren't lying... he got way louder than before..." it seems Daichi sees the limit in Kageyama and grabs the orange haired kid away from him."He pouted. "Aw I wasn't finished"

"Well... I suppose he needed a laugh or two... but i think it's a bit unfair to let him take the torment" Daichi said as he turned to Sugawara who was uneasy "W-why are you looking at me?"

Another tickle war broke and Kageyama could just stay away with his breath easing up to a normal pace. Tanaka was attacking Noya, Hinata enjoyed tormenting Yameguchi along with Tsukishima giving advice. Sugawara's childlike laughter was the spotlight while Ennoshita helped...

This was something no one could stop. Kageyama smiled...

[porcelain-rob0t]

I saw your personal Jesus commission post on my dash and then . Just after another post on my dash I SUDDENLY GET THIS

I DON'T KNOW. WHAT THE FEEL. BUT IT MADE ME LAUGH (and I wanted to share it with you. I think would you also find it funny)

GAHAHAHA THATS AMAZING

i should draw sonic on the cross, sonic was my first big hyperfixation growing up

[ticklygiggles]

Lovelynim's tickletober Day 24: Bullying

Rafayel x Reader

A/N: it's late but it's here @homurasturtle MY LOVELY ❤️💖 I hope you enjoy yourself bullying fishie 🤭 give him his ticklies love 🥺🤗

"Ouchie, ouchie, ouchie!" Rafayel cried as you clung to his neck and nibbled on his cheek. Your teeth barely sinking into his skin, yet he made a big deal about it, acting as if his cheeks weren't blushing and his lips weren't curled into a smile.

Paint was all over the floor and your clothes. Him trying to teach you how to paint had ended in a paint fight that Rafayel lost miserably.

You giggled, feeling strangely playful as he whined your name over and over, trying to suppress his laughter as you started to press wet kisses against his cheek and ear.

"Ack! Let go! You're so- ack!" Sitting with your legs folded in a lotus position, you took Rafayel's wrist and pulled him right into the gap between your legs. He flushed to his ears and tried to get up, but your arms wrapped around his waist tightly. "M-Miss h-hunter, aaack! C-Cutie! W-Wait! Wait! This is bullying! This is definitely bullyhihihing! Nohoahahaha!"

Rafayel threw his head back and squirmed around as your evil little fingers started to tickle his sides, ribs and waist. He practically collapsed onto your lap, his back arched over one of your legs as your fingers clawed at his ribs. He was laughing wildly, tears already clinging and shining against his long eyelashes. His bright smile set butterflies free in your tummy and you couldn't help but giggle along with him.

"Thihihis is so unfahahair!"

"Hmmm... yeah you're right!" He shrieked, kicking his legs slightly and incoordinately trying to catch your hands to no avail. "Are you ticklish, little fishie? How is it possible that a cute fishies like you can be so ticklish, hmm? Are all Lemurians as ticklish as you?"

"STAHAHAP! Y-You ahahare the w-worst huhuman to eveheher- AHAHAH! I'm s-sorry!"

Now that his underarms were under attack, he really didn't have much to say, huh? You laughed, stealing kisses to his red cheeks as he squealed and begged for mercy.

'A fishie like me cannot sweat!'

'Agh! Leave my stupid armpits alone!'

'Reddie, help meee!'

You giggled, "look at your master, Reddie. He's so ticklish, poor thing."

"J-Juhuhust you wahahait untihihil I g-get you b-ba- nohoho! No! It's a lihihihie! Gahahaha, cuhuhutie!"

He was so adorable, you didn't think you would be able to stop anytime soon! Besides, it wasn't like he actually wanted you to stop, right~?

[scp-tiggles]

FIRST FANFIC LES GO?!?!

Tw: Tickling.

‼️PLATONIC ONLY THESE TWO ARE BROTHERS‼️

Char: Scp 073-1, 076-2 (TK au ver)

Young again.

Abel yawned tiredly, his sandals hitting the tiled floor of site 19 as he wandered aimlessly through the halls, trying to find the greenhouse: otherwise known as his brother’s domain.

He had, unsurprisingly, gotten lost. Again. He had walked the corridors hundreds: if not thousands of times, wether chasing a staff member or running from an anomaly, and yet could never manage to figure out how to get to Cain’s cell from his own!

That was, until he saw the familiar glass doors ahead of him. Eagerly rushing forwards to enter the greenhouse.

“Caaain! Im here! I got lost again!”

He happily called out, but oddly, no response. Matter of fact he didn’t even hear Cain’s plants moving out and about. Usually the snapdragons would have come out to greet him!

Nevertheless, he continued to walk along the stone step path. Looking around, by now he assumed this was a prank. Until he heard the familiar sound of his brother’s squeaky, cackling laugh.

“Cain?”

His voice dripped with confusion as he poked his head around the hedge, and the sight before him made him burst out into a giggling fit!

Oh, there his brother was, tangled up in vines as they flicked under his shirt, tickling along the poor gardeners belly and sides. Not to mention valley bells poking at his neck while the snap dragons gleefully nipped at his ribs!

“AHahaAHaHABehel! HeHEHElp!!” The elder yelped out, followed by a loud snort as one of the snap dragons had started to nibble one of Cain’s lower ribs.

Abel pondered for a moment as he stood up straight from his hunched pose, still a bit giggly from laughing at his brother’s situation.

Part of him wondered, ‘The plants only tickle people when hungry..so they’re tickling Cain cause they’re hungry..’ in that minute, he had a light bulb moment.

“Ahahabel? Whahat aHAHAre yohohou-? AHA-!”

He suddenly squawked, as the younger sat on his legs. Squishing his knee caps vigorously. “Sorry Cain! But your little guys are hungry! I can’t let them starve! So keep that laughter comin’, brother~!”

—

10 minutes later..

—

The plants recoiled into their hedges, leaving Cain a giggly mess. Laying down against the grass. Before his gaze went to Abel, who sat merely a few feet away, a glare.

“Cain? What’s with the look? Wait..don’t- cmon, i was just helping your plants y-y’know-!” He tried to explain, blabbering on as the elder stood up, staring down at him.

“Really appreciate it Abe’..maybe you wouldn’t mind helping with DESSERT!” He yelled, as he tackled his brother fully onto his back. Luckily the grass below cushioned the fall.

“Wahait, Cahain- No- EEK-!!!” Before the anticipation giggles caught up to Abel, Cain had begun digging his nails into the younger brother’s sides.

“What? Think you get to tickle me senseless? Was I not suffering enough with the plants, hm~?” Cain asked in a sickeningly faux ‘Sweet’ tone. As he spidered his fingers upwards to his ribcage.

“FAHAHAHACK! CAHAHAIN!” He squealed, his sandles desperately digging into the earth below. Trying to get free.

“Cain what? Cain what? Show mercy? Never!” He grinned. “You get to suffer for being so mean to your elder brother! And here i thought you cared for me..”

He pressed his palm to his forehead, faking woe, and that was all Abel needed. He quickly shot a hand up, scribbling at Cain’s (now semi exposed) armpit.

“Wahahat thehehe-?! Hehehey!”

Cain took this as a mere challenge! Quickly moving his own hands to Abel’s armpits, scribbling around.

“GAHAHAHA-!! WEHEHELL TAKE THIHIS!”

Abel managed to speak through his laughter, scribbling one hand along his brother’s lower back, while using his other hand to skitter at his belly.

“YOHOHOU SOHOHON OF AHA-!” The two’s laughter mixed together, as Cain rolled to the side, desperately trying to escape the other’s ‘dastardly’ methods. But Abel merely followed, clawing at his belly.

“Nohot so tough now are you? Man, *snrk*, you still suck at tickle fights! You haven’t lost this bad since we were kids!” He taunted.

“OHOHO SCREHEHEW YOHOHOU!”

“Screw me? How mean to say to your precious baby brother!”

“PREHEHECIOUS MY AHAH- EEK!!! OHOHOKAY! OKAHAHAY! SAHAHARRY!” He blurted out, as Abel scribbled around the upper back, looking down at Cain with a cocked eyebrow.

He then stopped, looking down at him with a bright smile. Before pulling the elder brother into a tight bear hug. Which, after chasing the phantom sensations away: He gladly hugged back.

“Hey cain?”

“Hm?”

“Wanna do that again later?”

“..You know what? Sure.”

The two relaxed, soon dozing off into a slumber. The chitters of the plant life watching the two brothers sleep, a bit curious. They had gotten more of their feed today. And it seemed the two had as well.

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

Teasing a Childe - Part 2

Surprise Visit - Part 0 of 3 Taking Down an Oni - Part 1 of 3 Teasing a Childe - Part 2 of 3 (This Post), Also on AO3 Catching Wrio Off-Guard…or Not? - Part 3 of 3

Summary: Childe ain't winning against three teasy lers.

A/N: Here’s part two! I'm officially on summer break, but I'm taking summer classes :( However, I should be more active than before. Hope you enjoy it!

Word Count: 1288

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“I saw you running here Aether! You can't escape from me!”

Childe immediately ran after Aether once the chaos started. Adrenaline rushed through his veins as he looked for his elusive rival.

“Not here…how about here? No? Hmm.”

Childe backed out of the room he was in, looking around in case there was any movement. Sounds of Itto’s laughter made it to his ears, sending a tingling sensation down his spine.

“Hope you make it out alive Itto,” he whispered under his breath.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed down the hall making him grin. He slowly walked towards where he heard the sound. Looking around, he saw a golden strand of hair caught underneath a nearby door.

“Gotcha.”

Childe slammed the door open and quickly scanned the room. It was a large bedroom with plenty of hiding spots.

“Oh, I'm going to love this,” Childe chuckled evilly, planning to turn the room upside down.

Meanwhile, around the corner and across the door Childe opened, three Anemo boys watched him enter.

“Brat,” Scaramouche scoffed.

“You are one to talk,” Aether whispered.

“You wanna take that back?” Scara swiftly squeezed his sides making him choke on a laugh.

“Guys!” Venti whisper yelled. “Both of you are going to ruin my plan! Let’s go inside, quietly.”

Wanderer huffed and Aether pouted but they both followed without a word.

Childe was facing away from them when they entered. He was near the bed and looking inside a wardrobe. Venti silently gestured for the other two to surround him. Aether behind the bed, Venti to the side, and Scara underneath it.

“Here goes,” Venti then created a wind feather out of the air and guided it to Childe’s ear.

Childe scratched his ear, feeling it itch.

“Ugh, why does my ear feel itchy?”

The sensation disappeared before coming back though more of a ticklish feeling.

“Whahahat thehehe?”

He rubbed his ear and looked around rapidly but there was no one but him. The sensation disappeared again, and Childe was becoming suspicious.

“Whoever you are, stop iHIHIT!”

He shrieked, scrunching up his shoulders when he felt a feather-light touch along his neck.

“Whahahat is happenihihing!? GAHAHAHA!”

Scaramouche crawled from under the bed and tased the backs of his knees making him crumple to the ground in a fit of laughter all the while the feather-light touches along his neck and ears continued.

“EHehEhEHehE! ScaraHAhAHA!” Childe laughed, curling into a ball. “WheHEHere ihihis AEHEhether!?”

“Tch. Why don’t you think of saving your own skin first before chasing after others?” Wanderer kneaded his sides making him uncurl. “Because I’m going to wreck you, idiot, ginger-head.” Every word was punctuated with a poke.

“WHyhyHy!”

“I’m never going to pass up a chance to put you in your place, bleh!” He stuck his tongue out at Childe before nodding at the other two to carry him onto the bed.

“H-Huh? Aehehether and Vehehentihi? Wahahait! Whahahat ahare youhuhu dohohING! Oof!”

He was tossed onto the bed, landing face down and a weight immediately on his waist as the bed bowed when the other two climbed on top of it.

“Wahahahait! Y-You guhuhuys dohohon’t hahave toho dohoho thihihis!” Childe giggled, kicking out his legs and struggling to throw Scara off.

“Aww, look at him,” Venti cooed. “Giggling without us touching him. How cute~”

“He sure is,” Aether smirked. “I can’t wait to crawl my fingers along his neck~”

“Ooh! And airy feather touches in his belly button~”

As Aether and Venti talked, Wanderer lightly drummed his fingers along Childe’s sides, grinning as he saw him hide his face in the bed and back rising and falling from muffled giggles and whines. The Anemo trio knew what they were doing as they watched him fall apart from teases alone.

“Stahahap! Plehehease! Dohohon’t tehehease mehehehe ahanymohohore!” Childe turned his head towards his captors. “I’m gohohonna diehehe!”

The trio shared a look with one another and looked back at Childe with devilish smirks, making him gulp and hide his face.

“Eep!”

He let out a squeak as he was flipped onto his back and forced to look at them. Goosebumps rose along his skin as Aether pulled his arms over his head and sat on them, restraining him. Scaramouche took his place on his waist again and Venti by his legs.

Childe looked up and that was a mistake. Aether looked down at him with a predatory grin and wiggled his fingers.

“Aehehether!” He tried to hide his face in the crook of his neck only to let out a squeal when Aether swiped his neck. “GaHAHAhAha!”

“Ah ah ah~ No hiding that smile of yours~,” Aether teased. He crawled his fingers along his neck and rubbed behind his ears, while his ponytail also brushed along his neck and ears too.

“Ahahahaha! Stahahap ihihit! NAHAHAHA!”

Wanderer raised Childe’s shirt up and dug in between his ribs, rolling his eyes at Aether.

“Let’s wreck him now, Ae. I’m done with teasing.”

“Oh Scara,” Childe started. “I didn’t know you had MERCYEHEHE! AHAHAHA!”

“That wasn’t mercy ginger brat. I want to put you in your place now. Aether?”

“Okay, okay. So impatient~”

“I’ll wreck you next if you-”

“GAhahaHAHA! EHEHehahAha! NOhohO FAhahAHAIR! It’s two AGAHAhainst ohoHONe! I-HAHAHAHA! OHOHOHO NOHOHOHO!”

“You didn’t forget about me, did you? Ehe~” Venti spoke up, squeezing up and down his thighs and knees.

“AHAhahaHA! NO! NOhOHO! STahAhaP!”

“So sensitive~ We softened you up with teases, didn’t we?”

“YOuhuhUHU GUhuYS AREHehE- AHAHAHA! EVIL! EVIHIHIL!”

“And you aren’t?” Aether rolled his eyes.

“IHihI’M AN INNoceHEHEHent ChihiHILDEHE! WAIT! NOT THERE! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE! AHAHAHA!”

The sensation of a feather twirling the skin outside his navel made him go bonkers and babbling desperate pleas.

“PLEASE! PLEHEHEASE! DOHOHON’T DOHO IHIHIT! I’M BEHEHEGGING YOUHUHU!”

“Oh?” Venti raised an eyebrow as he slowed his own tickling and crawled over next to Scara and Childe’s side to have better control of the feather he created. “Not here?” He quickly wiggled the feather inside his belly button before pulling it out and returning to swirling it outside his navel.

Childe convulsed into full belly laughter and squeezed his eyes shut.

“YEHEHES! THAHAHAHAT! STOHOP SWIRLIHIHING IHIHIT! AHAHAHA!”

Wanderer then started massaging his sides making it his mission to see Childe winded from laughter and tickles.

“NOHOHOT THAHAHAT SPOHOHOT EITHEHEHER! NAHAHAHA!”

“Sucks to be you, bleh! Now laugh!”

“AEHEHETHER SAHAHAVE MEHEHEHE!”

“Nope,” Aether grinned. “You wanted a fight and I’m taking the winning title,” He squeezed the junction between Childe’s shoulder and neck and Venti went in once again with the feather with Wanderer following suit with rapid pokes to his sides.

“AHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHA! EHEHEHE! NOHOH- GAHAHAHA! STA- AHAHAHA!”

Childe was completely gone as the trio utterly wrecked him. Tears of mirth leaked from his eyes as he shook from laughter.

“GUHUYS! I’LL- HEHEHEAHAHA! PLE- MEHEHAHAHA!”

His uncontrollable laughter went silent after a few minutes, making the boys stop and get off him. They went to sit beside him and high-fived each other looking at the mess of Childe before them. His hair stuck to his forehead as tear stains painted his face alongside a tired grin. His chest rose and fell after every breath he took in.

“Ha, ha,” Childe breathed.

“Did we go too far?” Aether asked.

“No,” Scaramouche and Childe said at the same time, but Childe’s was wheezier. “J-Just let me…rest,” Childe continued.

He closed his eyes and his head fell to the side.

“Did he just…fall asleep?” Venti questioned.

“He sure did,” Aether answered. “Let’s let him rest.”

They all walked out of the room, Aether closing the door silently as they went to look for the others.

“Tickles,” Childe mumbled in his sleep, snuggling into the sheets with a dopey smile on his face.

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Thank you for reading! :) -Perz ~Risus Amoris~

[dream-meister-translations]

BANGGAN CHARACTER CARD #1

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Destroy, exterminate, lay waste… The turret breaks, the wheels come rolling off, and the tank eventually rots away… Only the flowers blooming amidst the wreckage continue to silently sway…

EMMA : Hey, Velvet, this lamp's cracked.

VELVET : Oh, yeah, it's a prop from an old performance. Can you dispose of it before someone gets hurt?

EMMA : Sure thing. I've also checked these props for damage and made a note of the number of pieces and their condition.

VELVET : Thank you, that's very thoughtful.

Little Garden is the home base for Fata Musica, a guild dedicated to fantasy opera. We were currently in an old warehouse sorting through the props and equipment.

EMMA : Velvet, as the Chairperson, why go out of your way to run these checks on your own?

VELVET : I take inventory on a regular basis. I can't do it every day, obviously, but I do what I can so the performers, musicians, directors and writers can focus on their actual work.

EMMA : (Still only sixteen and already a Guild Master… It's hard not to admire that kind of maturity…)

Caught up in my own thoughts, I open the next crate only to find a collection of delicately crafted gadgets.

EMMA : Oh, these are beautiful…

VELVET : A silver bracelet, a flute made of glass and rainbow colored slippers… They're all props based on fairies.

VELVET : In almost every fairy tale, the fairies are small, beautiful and adorable.

EMMA : Hahaha!

Somehow I find myself understanding exactly where Velvet is coming from, and I can't help but laugh.

VELVET : Okay, next we should check the equipment in the back, but… The big props are all in the way.

EMMA : I don't think we're moving any of those with just the two of us. I'll find someone to help.

BANGGAN : Yo, general!

VELVET / EMMA : What the--!?

BANGGAN : Leave the heavy lifting to me! Go do whatever it is you do!!

EMMA : Oh, Banggan! I know we shouldn't use Black Fiaries like this, but we'd appreciate some help here…

EMMA : Would that be okay, Velvet?

VELVET : I have my fair share of reservations, but… If he's up for it, I won't complain.

BANGGAN : All right! Let's do this!!

And so, with Banggan's help, we continued inspecting the warehouse, until…

BANGGAN : Oh, my God!

BANGGAN : Hey, Velvet, don't just stand there, I almost stepped on you!

VELVET : I've been here this whole time…

BANGGAN : Wait, what? Really? Well, I'm sorry, I guess you're just too small for me to see!

VELVET : …Or maybe you're just too big, you idiot!

EMMA : Banggan, watch out! The crates!!

BANGGAN : Whoa! Wait, what even is this?

A huge stack of crates begin toppling over onto Banggan who catches them with ease.

VELVET : Oh, that's just some scrap we don't use anymore.

BANGGAN : If you don't want it, then I'll smash 'em to pieces!

VELVET : Wait a minute, Banggan! If you smash a crate like that--…

BANGGAN : Oh my God!

VELVET / EMMA : Whoa!

BANGGAN : Gahahaha! Sorry, general, it went everywhere!!

EMMA : Velvet, are you alright?

VELVET : Uh-Huh…

EMMA : Banggan! I know you're just trying to help but can you at least ask permission before you go breaking things!

[veryblushyswitch]

Heyo!! Can I request a fic with kiribaku; Lee bakugou? He has my whole heart and kiribaku is my comfort ship. Have a lovely evening!💞

🔥 KiriBaku (tickle fic) 🔥

Summary: ⬇️

Lee: Bakugou

Ler: Kirishima

Authors Note: Dude my freakin OTP! Yes of course I will! This was so fun to write and ended up making it longer than I originally thought. Hope you enjoy! 💖

It all started with a friendly shove. Bakugou and Kirishima had been cuddling in Bakugou’s room when Kirishima playfully shoved at Bakugou’s shoulder.

This lead to a shove back, another shove, then a full out wrestling match.

Rolling around on the floor and jumps off the bed only to land in a hug like hold. Leg locks, full nelsons, and pushing hands away from ticklish spots.

A few tickles were given here and there, and the other knew that if they got pinned it was game over.

Bakugou’s game over came when the two interlocked hands on the bed. They were both on their knees trying to shove the other to the side.

“Just give up, I’m a boulder that cannot be pushed around!” Kirishima said trying to twist to the side but failed.

“Then explain to me how I got you laughing your ass off last night Mr. Unbreakable?” Bakugou smirked.

“Oh that’s it!” Kirishima blushed shoving Bakugou backwards.

Bakugou fell back but was saved from hitting the floor when Kirishima grabbed his legs and sat on his thighs. His shirt had ridden up to reveal a line of skin in the process.

He was surprised at the sudden action, but started to struggle when he realized his predicament. He sat up and grabbed Kirishima’s shoulders.

“What the hell?!”

“Sorry Bakugou, but I have to get you back from last night.”

“You wouldn’t-“ Bakugou started to lose his strength.

Kirishima noticed this and poked his side. Causing Bakugou to fall back into his vulnerable position.

“Oh I would~” He started to wiggle his fingers towards Bakugou’s sides.

“Kiri- Kihiri! Nonononohohohoho!

Bakugou giggled as he desperately pushed at Kirishima’s shoulders. Only his finger tips reached to lightly shove at his boyfriend before he fell back.

Kirishima scribbled all over his lower stomach. That spot always guaranteed the sweetest laughter. Just over the edge of giggles that made Kirishima’s heart swell.

Bakugou tried to sit up but only lasted a few seconds when Kirishima continued to attack that spot with vigor.

“NAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! THIHIS ISN’T FAHAHAHAHAIR!” Bakugou covered his face, his legs lightly kicking at the air.

“How are you so cute right now?” Kirishima giggled, moving down to pinch at his hips.

“GAHAHAHA! *snort* DAHAHAHAMNIHIHIHIT!”

Kirishima paused and grabbed Bakugou’s wrists. He took them away from his face before pulling him upwards so their noses were an inch apart.

“Don’t ever hide that beautiful face or laugh of yours Katsuki. Especially those adorable snorts” Kirishima pecked his lips.

Bakugou was in pure flustered shock. He froze as his blush spread across his entire face.

“S-Shuhut up!” Bakugou giggled turning his fave away trying to hide his smile.

“Hehe. Never.” Kirishima smirked setting him back down then going back to pinching his hips.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *snort* PLEHEHEHEHASE! SOHOMWHERE EHEHEHELSE!” Bakugou slapped at the edge of the bed.

“If you wish my dynamite.” Kirishima winked at him. Bakugou whined.

“But where should I go? There’s so many ticklish places.” He hovered his fingers inches above Bakugou’s body.

Even reaching back quickly without touching anything to watch Bakugou sit up quickly and fall back with a squeal.

“Stohop that ahasshole!” He bucked his hips a bit.

“Okay. Okay. I’ll go to my favorite little spot.” Kirishima leaned down to Bakugou’s lower stomach. His hands gently holding onto Bakugou’s sides.

“Nahat there again! Nohoho! Bahahabe plehehease!” Bakugou tried to push himself further off the bed which only left his stomach more exposed.

Kirishima moved him up a bit so he wouldn’t fall off and hardened his legs so he couldn’t move.

“But I love this spot! You know what I love to do to this spot?” Kirishima’s breath spread goosebumps along Bakugou’s torso.

“Bahahabe noho kihihisses!”

“Awww but why? Do they tickle~” Kirishima kisses his side once.

“YEHES! Thehey do a lohohot!” Bakugou could no longer control his giggles. And when he got like that he couldn’t lie to Kirishima.

“I think you want me to kiss your tummy. Isn’t that right Kats?”

Bakugou whined again and nodded his head.

“Yehes okahahay?!” He once again covered his face, unable to even look towards his boyfriend.

“What did I say about hiding your face?!” Kirishima inhaled and blew a giant raspberry on his exposed side.

“WAIT- WAHAHAHAHT! FUHUHUHUHUCK! KIRIHIHIHIHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Are you gonna cover your face again? It’s not very manly if you do.” He inhaled again, but before he could deliver another raspberry, Bakugou responded.

“NO! Noho I wohon’t IhI promise! Just give mehe kisses. Plehease…”

“Of course baby.”

“Hhhhh Mnot a bahahahaby! Hehehahahahahahahaha!” He was cut off my Kirishima covering his whole tummy with kisses.

His lower stomach getting extra attention seeing as Bakugou’s laughter got higher when he targeted there.

“Yes you are. You’re my ticklish, adorable baby who loves getting tickle tickle tickled~” Kirishima moved his hands up to his worst spot, digging in and kneading little circles.

“YAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! KIRISHIMAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *snort* STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Bakugou kicked his legs and bucked his hips. His arms desperately pinned against his sides which only further trapped Kirishima’s fingers on his death spot.

Kirishima attacked that spot for a minute or so more before stopping. Bakugou took in deep breaths, small giggles still flowing from his lips.

“Yohour’e mehehehehean. Meheheheanie Kihirihihihi!” Bakugou pointed and started laughing again.

“Oho my gosh are you okahay?” Kirishima laughed with him.

“I dohon’t knohohow. *snort* I cahahahan’t stahahahahap!”

Kirishima laughed so hard that he ended up falling to the side of the bed. This caused Bakugou to fall off the bed onto the floor. They both burst into loud laughter.

Bakugou was banging his one fist on the floor while the other held his stomach. Kirishima was laughing into a pillow while his legs kicked up and down on the bed.

Their laughs died down to giggles as they both sat up. Kirishima helped Bakugou to his feet and the two cuddled on the bed once again.

Kirishima gave Bakugou some drinks from his water bottle as Bakugou snuggled up against his side.

“Awww~ You’re all tickled out and snuggly now huh?” Kirishima ran his hand through Bakugou’s hair.

Bakugou melted into the touch and nodded his head. He couldn’t help it when anyone, let alone Kirishima, play with his hair.

“Good. Now rest up. You can stay in my room tonight. It’s a Friday anyway so no worrying about getting up early.”

“Thanks, Kiri. I love you. Even if you are a meanie.”

“Love you too.” Kirishima chuckled and continued to play with his hair.

The blonde eventually fell asleep after a few minutes. Kirishima laid him down on the bed along side him then covered them both in a warm blanket.

“Night, Katsuki.” Kirishima kissed his forehead, watching Bakugou smile in his sleep.

He fell asleep not a minute later. A smile spread across his face as well.